Urban Wolf King

Seeing the grand entrance of the Ghost Gate, the eight million demon cultivator army all became excited.

After so long fighting against the Nether Realm army, today they finally found the home base of the Nether Realm army. Now, entering the Ghost Gate, they can finally avenge the Nether Realm army.

If it weren't for Wang Yan, how could everyone possibly find the entrance to Hell in this vast glacier?

At this moment, the eight million demon cultivator army cheered excitedly.

Having continuously cast the Demon Pattern for three days, Ouyang Feiting retrieved the Phoenix, her face slightly pale, but she was equally excited as she said to Wang Yan, "Brother Wang Yan, you are so amazing, you could actually find the entrance to Hell."

Although the arctic winds were fierce, Ouyang Feiting had exhausted her divine power, causing sweat to continuously stream down her forehead.

Normally, Wang Yan would surely praise Ouyang Feiting softly, even hugging her to show comfort.

However, even with Ouyang Feiting standing before him, Wang Yan ignored her and waved his hand, commanding the army, "Army, charge into the Ghost Gate."

After speaking, Wang Yan took the lead and moved forward, with the eight million army closely following behind.

Ouyang Feiting was left standing there alone.

The fierce wind howled, revealing a hint of sadness on Ouyang Feiting's face.

At this moment, Beiming Xue came over, gently holding Ouyang Feiting's fragrant shoulder, comforting her, "Feiting, you've worked hard."

Ouyang Feiting turned her head to look at Beiming Xue, then looked at Wang Yan's distant back, softly saying, "Xue'er, do you feel that Brother Wang Yan has changed?"

Beiming Xue paused for a moment, then replied, "Maybe he is under too much pressure about attacking Nether Realm Hell, Brother Wang Yan might be a bit tense."

Although comforting herself in this way, the words Beiming Xue spoke lacked confidence.

By now, the Ghost Gate had already opened, and under Wang Yan's leadership, the demon cultivator army entered the Ghost Gate continuously.

Despite feeling a slight unease, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting followed the army into the Ghost Gate.

The eight million demon cultivators spent half a day and all entered the Ghost Gate.

As the army entered, the Ghost Gate slowly closed and then sank beneath the frozen sea surface, disappearing.

Yet at this moment, the eight million demon cultivators were completely unaware that the Ghost Gate had vanished, even if someone searches for them, they would be untraceable.

After entering the Ghost Gate, the scene before the eight million demon cultivators was extremely shocking to everyone.

For what they saw was the real Hell, a Hell they imagined, now vividly appearing before their eyes.

The ground their eyes could see was entirely crimson, and in the distance were towering peaks, each being an active volcano, constantly spewing fiery lava outward.

Volcanic ash floated in the air everywhere, and the air itself seemed scorched dry, making contact feel as if it would burn the skin.

Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting were the last to walk into the Ghost Gate. Seeing the scene before them, their pretty faces tightened, feeling slightly nervous.

However, Ouyang Feiting gritted her teeth and said, "Xue'er, I must figure out what happened to Brother Wang Yan."

So saying, Ouyang Feiting rushed towards Wang Yan.

Although Beiming Xue wanted to stop her, she grabbed nothing but air and reluctantly followed Ouyang Feiting.

The two flew to Wang Yan's side, Ouyang Feiting put on a smiling face and said to Wang Yan, "Brother Wang Yan, seeing these volcanoes, did you remember the place we fell in love in Wanghai City?"

What Ouyang Feiting referred to was back when she and Wang Yan first met and went to Beggar Island out of spite.

There was an active volcano on that island too, and if it weren't for Wang Yan's rescue, Ouyang Feiting might have burned to death by the lava years ago.

Upon hearing Ouyang Feiting's words, Wang Yan merely said indifferently, "I remember."

After uttering those words, Wang Yan threw out piles of array flags from the Starlight Ring, turned and ordered Ma Jun and others, "Ma Jun, lead ten thousand people with array flags, follow my command, and set up a protective grand array around the army."

Ma Jun responded immediately and then led ten thousand demon cultivators, grabbing the array flags and running outward to disperse them.

You could see Wang Yan pointing his finger around. At each point, Ma Jun and the demon cultivators would insert an array flag into the ground.

Ouyang Feiting, seeing Wang Yan's extremely dismissive answer, felt unhappy in her heart and insisted again, smiling as she said, "Brother Wang Yan, back then under the volcano, I remember we were surrounded by a group of wild beasts, were we not?"

But Wang Yan simply pointed as Ma Jun and others set the array flags, answering placidly, "Indeed."

Hearing this, Ouyang Feiting's face changed, and she sternly said, "Who are you really? Why did you forget such beautiful memories we had?"

Ouyang Feiting's unusual voice immediately drew the attention of Wu Ancestor Lee and others, who gathered around and asked, "What's going on?"

"What's the matter?"

Ouyang Feiting stepped back and gestured towards Wang Yan, saying, "I suspect he's not my Brother Wang Yan."

Wu Ancestor Lee looked at Wang Yan, shook his head, and said, "Feiting, this is Brother Yan, are you joking with us?"

Ouyang Feiting resolutely shook her head, saying, "No, my feeling is correct, even Xue'er noticed he's different. Besides, he has completely forgotten what happened when we fell in love."

Hearing this, everyone turned to Beiming Xue, who only nodded and said, "Indeed, recently Brother Wang Yan hasn't been as close to us as before."

Seeing Beiming Xue say this, everyone looked towards Wang Yan.

At this time, Wang Yan's finger stopped pointing, and Ma Jun's ten thousand had set up hundreds of thousands of array flags around the eight million demon cultivators.

Seeing Wu Ancestor Lee and others' questioning looks, Wang Yan clasped his hands behind his back and said lightly, "I indeed remember what happened on Beggar Island, encountering nothing but a Golden Ring Snake."

Upon hearing Wang Yan correctly mention Beggar Island and the Golden Ring Snake, Ouyang Feiting's doubt immediately vanished, then with embarrassment, she said, "Brother Wang Yan, I'm too quick to judge, I'm sorry."

Then, Wang Yan took a few steps forward, then turned to look at everyone, his gaze sweeping over everyone's faces, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile, saying, "Actually, you weren't wrong, I'm not your original Brother Wang Yan."

Ouyang Feiting thought Wang Yan was angry and quickly said, "Brother Wang Yan, it's my fault, don't be angry."

But Wang Yan coldly chuckled and said, "I'm not angry, I just hope none of you become angry either."

With these words, Wang Yan clapped his hands, and the numerous array flags Ma Jun had set up suddenly activated, transforming into a huge barrier that enveloped the eight million demon cultivators within.

However, this barrier was not to protect the eight million demon cultivators, but to trap everyone firmly within the array.

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